Forty two reasons for more
If forty two is the answercould it be that you getby the doubling of twenty one, orby tripling fourteen;or is there a meaning going beyonda simple division? Can you mate […]
If forty two is the answercould it be that you getby the doubling of twenty one, orby tripling fourteen;or is there a meaning going beyonda simple division? Can you mate […]
Adrift now for more than the promised seven revolutions around alpha-3400x I sit alone on the seventh skydeck. Gazing into a darkness dotted with celestial bodies I reflect on the […]
Voices are transmissions as your dreams rekindle loss of contacts over parsec-chasms, your closest friend, your lovers and regrets are nearer in your sleep. The ocean far below collects collective […]
when bolts of lightning – like dying stars quench the order of our galaxies when our word-hammers miss the anvil and never syncopate the bleeding heartbeats in our overheated forge […]
Crossing a big river on our long trip, breaks not only the monotony of the taiga forests but it interrupts our conversations as well. Somehow the train has been transformed, […]
Writing about living in two places (and times)
Poems & Stories from The Author Stew
practising for a whole life
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis